My life since I got married had been revolving around the Numero family. My sleeping and waking up was about my husband or rather ex husband. I had let it take over my life that I had nothing else going for me which was why his admission in the courtroom hurt me more than it should.
If that response came before he regained his memory, I would have understood.
I met Mrs. Numero in the sitting room, I knew she was mulling over the events of the day. I could see the way her fingers shook and the general frailty in her posture. This wasn't good for this woman's health. I took a deep breath.
"Mum? I wanted to say I'm sorry but I am going to have to leave, today. I'm sorry." I began, my voice measured, controlled. "I know you love to spend time with Queen so I will wean her off breastmilk and bring her over on weekends so she can get some time with her father too."
